Caning Abigail Dupree

This caning never seems to end, and Abigail Dupree is growing concerned for the state of her bottom. But that heavy chain on her wrists means there’s not one damned thing she can do but watch the welts rise, one on top of the next… and scream, a little:

abigail dupree severe caning

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Dirk Bogarde Is Going To Handle You

This is Dirk Bogarde in the 1961 movie The Singer Not The Song. You may be a little bit wild, but Dirk is about to take you in hand. Dirk can handle you. Dirk is about to handle you. Don’t worry. You aren’t getting away. Dirk won’t let that happen. This might hurt — a little — but in the end it will be worth it:

dirk bogarde in full leather cowboy kit is going to fetish the fuck out of somebody

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Her Last Spanking Cam Show

So I was looking through the fetish cams at when I saw something really outrageous and fun happen in one of the free channels. OK, so maybe it didn’t really happen quite exactly this way except in my mind’s eye, but I hope you’ll allow me a tiny bit of imaginative license.

So there I was or I wasn’t, surfing from channel to channel, when I came upon this bratty little blonde princess who was totally cute as a button. She looked a little nervous, though, and kept glancing off-screen as though she expected to get caught “in the act” by somebody else in her house.

She was sitting on a black plush ottoman, wearing skimpy undies with a lot of lace and ribbons. Her legs were apart facing the camera and she was tapping her thighs lightly with a ruler. Her profile said “self-spanking” — that’s what got me into her free channel — but she didn’t look very serious about it. There were three or four guys already in her chat channel egging her on.

“Show us your ass, baby.”

“Turn around and kneel up, baby.”

“Use that wooden spoon on yourself, girl.”

“Use the fuzzy paddle.”

To her credit, she just kept playing with her her pussy with her left hand, poking at her panties and teasing the not-very-serious guys, who showed no signs of having tipped her anything yet. And with her right hand, she kept lightly slapping the insides of her thighs with that wooden ruler.

“You want me to really spank myself? Hard? I can make myself cry, boys. But you’re really going to have to start tipping.”

This went on for awhile. They weren’t tipping, and she wasn’t going to give them a real show for free. Then suddenly, an amused male voice from off camera:

“Camming again, hon? Didn’t we talk about that?”

She spun toward the voice, ruler hastily thrust behind her. “No! I’m not! Uh, I have the stuff out and I was thinking about it, because I wanted to do some online shopping. But, er, I didn’t actually do it yet…”

A man walked in. He was big, and he looked gentle, but he also looked like he was completely out of patience with her bullshit. He just pointed at her hands behind her back. Slowly, guiltily, she brought out her hands and showed him the ruler. Suddenly he turned and looked at her computer screen, then nodded to himself and gave a little wave at the camera. To her: “You want to show off for your internet boyfriends, why don’t we give them a real show in your free channel, hon? GO GET MY PADDLE.

She blushed. He tapped his foot. She ran out of the room. He sat down on her ottoman. He called out “Hurry, your boyfriends are waiting!”

Pretty soon she came back into the room with a narrow vicious-looking wooden hardwood paddle, about sixteen inches long with a line of holes drilled down the middle of it. Real wicked little thing. She handed it to him. He looked at her. “Panties down, now.”

She reached for her laptop, as if to close it. “NOW!

Reluctantly, she dropped her panties.

“Over my lap.”

She crawled over his lap, looking scared.

He shifted about 45 degrees, rotating her and the ottoman so that her bottom pointed right at her webcam. And then he winked at the camera.

Friends, he spanked her, hard. About thirty swats. Not a fun spanking, not a swat and a rub and a pet and a swat, just regular hard continuous slow heavy spanks that immediately had her crying and blubbering and fighting and kicking and streaming snot out of her face. Her bottom turned red and swelled up and got puffy. He punished her. He left her bottom flaming, and I do not doubt it was bruised and sore for a couple of days. She was one sorry-looking girl before he was half-done.

When he was done, he set her down on the floor and let her sit upright until she stopped crying and her breathing returned to normal. No aftercare, no cuddle, he just waited. When her snuffling stopped, he made her face the camera. Then he asked her: “Are you done camming?”


“Say goodbye to your internet boyfriends.”

“Goodbye, internet boyfriends.” She smiled as he glowered.

Then he reached up and closed her laptop.

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Before Her Spanking

She’s over his knee but he’s taking his own sweet time, stroking and petting and getting ready to spank:

otk spanking prep

Art is by Richard C. Livingston.

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Slumber Party “Slut” Spanking

The girls are having a slumber party and things get a little out of hand. Before you know it, some old scores are being settled, including this humiliating hairbrush spanking for a girl who had made some enemies seducing somebody else’s boyfriends:

slut spanking with a hairbrush

From Episode 11 of the the long-running Exclusive Education series, as seen at Girl Spanks Girl.

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All She Wants Is Spankings

Remember Girl On The Net? She’s going through a phase where all she really wants is to be spanked:

Today I ask him to take his belt off when he comes into the bedroom, and I lie with my face buried in the pillow, wriggling at the anticipation of the first smack, and pushing my bottom up to present the juiciest target.

It’s times like this that I wish I had a bigger arse. It’s not small, my arse, it’s… average? I don’t know. I haven’t measured all the arses. But I’d love for it to be just a little bit fleshier – rounder and thicker, to give a truly satisfying jiggle and smack as the belt slaps down on it.

I’m pretty sure he likes my arse, though. After just a few strokes his dick’s rock solid and he orders me to hold it. To squeeze. Squeeze it harder for ‘more’ and let it go if it gets too much.

I squeeze tight.

I’ve never held it so tight.

And it feel like it’s never throbbed as strongly as it does when I moan with happiness. Arch my back more, push my bottom up further to meet the belt.

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Twisted Monk Bondage Rope Kits

Not all spankos are into bondage and not all bondage aficionados enjoy a good spanking, but a bit of overlap is not uncommon. For many of us, bondage and spanking are two fun things to do at the same time, especially if your favorite spankee just won’t keep their hands out of the impact zone. But the thing about tying someone up is that how much fun it is (for them and for you) can depend enormously on (a) whether you know how to do it skillfully and (b) whether you’ve got good rope for the job.

And that is why I’ve been a fan for more than a decade of the extremely high-quality ethically-sourced hand-finished bondage rope from Twisted Monk. The stuff is smooth (but not too smooth!) and comes in every size and color you could want, plus Monk sells it in handy kits for every need and even packs it with an introductory “Getting Started” rope bondage DVD and a pair of emergency safety shears. I’m showing and linking here his Curiousity Kit (which is a good place to start if you’re just getting into bondage and want to try out his excellent rope) but you really need to check out his whole online catalog, his stuff is amazing!

curiousity starter kit bondage rope

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Undressing In The Shower

It was the kind of residential school for young ladies where modesty demanded that they undress in the shower — but there was still horseplay, and even a bit of spanking:

undressing in the shower

spanking play in the girls school showers

boarding school fetish girls horsing around in the shower room

vintage fetish photo shower scence

I’ve seen these photos before, but never so large or clear. These versions came from Whores Of Yore, and I believe they are probably originally from Biederer Studios or perhaps Ostra.

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